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I love to create and destroy and love and hate and answer and question. everything here is me. i am one of a kind.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Your Imaginary Reality

You make such bold, new promises, you state from time to time
acting as if youll truly change your immature, blurred state of mind
these false productions follow rhythm of a roller coaster life
as the steel tracks shatter as glass, swerving between love and strife
between wonder and misery
im slowly losing grasp on my sanity
all this vainty, simply meant to stroke your own ego
humanity, we'll always be the liars, where ever we go

these rash decisions, hardly hidden, made in the break of the day
but by the end, darkest night falls, your nerve has faded away
no longer can you feel that strength, found solely in the moment
you let it slip straight through your grip as if the if infinite cosmos own it

your stary eyes bleed tearful lies
looking upon the history that we all despise
such woe and such pity, and from such a depression will rise

theres no escaping, oh no,
theres no escaping, at least not on your own

take the hand that reaches out for you
not of divine reprise, but of reality, solid and true

stone and earth
fluids and flame
space, time, lyric, rhyme,
art, love, song, feelings,
suffer the greatest emotions
you only have them once.

make.
this.
matter.








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